Wednesday, January 13, 2010!
HandWritten on; 10:48 PM
is it mood swings or what?
i hate it when everytime the topic of dance comes up, i will feel so much anger at myself for failing to even have the courage to try. on the other hand, i know i know how freaking much it will hit me if i fail. im such a loser. seriously. you gotta admit it. after so long. oh my freaking god. i miss dance alot :(
i have been indulging in my daily few episodes of gong xin ji ever since the last few days of the holidays, now then i realised it was possibly just to mask having to think about everything else. about how inadequate i am. i guess somehow somewhere along the way i've learn to face it. but still, i cant help feeling depressed whenever it comes to mind. i guess its possible that after my whole life, i will still feel the same. what a freaking loser who does not dare to do any freaking thing. i have the excuse that the fear of failure haunts me. continuously.
its easy how you can tell someone to just try. like it doesnt hurt. but you dontknow, if i fail, you dontknow how much it will kill. its not like i've never experienced it before. i really never want to feel that again.
right now, i REALLY WISH I CAN
dance
drive
stop doubting everything i see and stop having to force myself to put on a front and stop having to worry about every single thing and how people will look at me and freaking have some confidence
on a sidenote, i just came back from my mom's birthday celebration. brought her to town to take a look at ION cause she hasnt been in orchard for ages. and somerset 313. we ate at shokudo cause i know she hasnt experienced it before. brought her to eat bigO's spikeD durian cake cause she loves durian. i love you mommy <3
you are the greatest. i know whatever that i encounter outside, i can always come home to you. in front of you, i can be as ugly as i wanna be. i can sulk and whine. even though you'll ignore me, but at least i can do that. and i know that even if you scold me, the next morning you'll still wake me up as usual cause you're scared i'll be late for school. to you, i'm always kinda great. not exactly great, but KINDA. like at least i do have some attributes to boast of.
what a choice of word. ugly??
im a freaking 20 year old this year. TWENTY. TWENTY. i always thought that age means you're an adult? then why on earth do i still feel like a child. im going to be twenty. can i have some control over my life.